Anticipation

There are two ways, I look at life, one with my eyes, that read too much, one with my heart, that cares too much. One sees what it wants to the other believes in delusions, between the two, is torn apart, in agony, pain and tears, the  urge of a seeking soul.  

Stranger

A strange thing happened today I looked into the mirror and saw ‘not me’ I looked deeper and deeper, standing still probing into the tired eyes for sometime and then I saw a washed off soul and a broken heart with a fading smile, saying goodbye!